Every summer, the mercury rises a couple of notches higher. Life on the planet sizzles under its sweltering heat. The sun shines on with gusto, exhaling a blazing inferno. By evening, the crimson golden lava from its scorching gaze, intertwines with the blue horizon, blanketing it under a fiery glare. It bleeds red hot ire.
hot summer evening
splash of feral livid trail
a marmalade sky
You paint the horizon with your benign warmth,
fill in a burst of sunshine, to delight the tropical hues,
mandarin, marmalade, peach or tangerine,
you reflect a perfect glow across the color spectrum.
I walk down the nostalgic boulevard of memories.
As fading sunlight lingers across the horizon,
vintage sepia toned to vivid vibrancy,
my repertoire of reminisces,
paints a mélange of emotions.
Portrays an abstract of my life gone by
before waning under the dusky veil.
Quadrille #136 (44 words)
Written for dVerse. Today’s host Linda says: The word today is Linger or any form thereof.
The warm breeze carries moist salinity of the endless sea,
the hues of the receding sun begins its final dance across the horizon,
choreographing each movement with graceful swirls.
As dusk ambles across the skyline with a sublime gait
leaving a trail of scarlet dreams,
I sit by the shore watching this celestial spectacle unfold.
Just as the broody clouds pale against its luminous crimson glow
my stress from the chaotic day releases,
bringing an untold sense of calm to my weary mind.
Sadje’s WDYS #99
Brooding for ponderous hours, hovering aloft paltry blue, thunderous barbaric blows bestow the sky fall; groaning in the humid summer ether to split unfastened the firmament amidst cracks piercing disconcerted psyches.
Conquering the infernal cumulonimbus expanse, firing a splintered silver beaked lightning ire, its menacing violent acoustics reverberates strong squalls, with a swirling vortex.
Chasms visible for seconds, reverberating and rolling off the consequential stream of energetic clashes. Wifts of sweet petrichor bottled in sense memory bring bolts of clarity, newfound understanding and with it losing all sense of identity within this experimental territory.
Watching condensed tropes formed by the breath on the window pane, against the blitz of the mighty blast, the mind dwells on the moment of visceral epiphany.
Drums of flaming wild desires beat to the pregnant clouds riding stately on bellowing torrential tunes as the zenith of the God’s rages on. Leaves unhook, clouds flurry amidst winds, trees bend to allow pass, turning sharply like a plague of locusts, whirling, tossing up in its tail, a mad craze chasing after nothing. An electromagnetic spectacle circus exhibition.
The avalanche of stormy carnival fades, inexorable summer rains calm down from its bout of convulsed fury, lifting its fractious mien. The faint chimes from the distant bell, welcomes the prismatic band across the azure horizon.
Another collaboration with Amber from DiosRaw
The once happy cumulus, lay defeated
eclipsed by the brooding cloak of grey,
casting a pale ebony reflection
on the sedated waters.
The tone of the dusky sky
forebode whispers of despondency.
The distant peaks, stood a mute witness
watching in anguish, in sheer helplessness.
The winds of change blow across,
obligate the smoky clouds to shrivel,
unravel a sliver of dazzle hidden behind
smiling with colors of hope.
Dusk explodes across the horizon
as the waning rays of the sun, bids adieu for the day,
with a burst of blazing orange inferno,
as the aqua waters, drink in its feral beauty.
Standing by the silhouette of the lighthouse,
I scan the horizon till its periphery,
to absorb the beauty of this ephemeral artistry,
before the tableau of hues,
is devoured by the inky darkness.
Promising prelude
layers of colors celebrate
infinite sky glows
Nascent rays glide down
spectacular dazzling show
the dance of the dawn
The ruby sun readies to dip
into the shimmering waters,
Horizon curls into a speckled band
as twilight kisses it,
The panoramic seascape changes color as
the saline breeze whispers softly
Gentle darkness descends to the rhythm of
the receding tide
The glowing luna enters the timeless expanse
of star studded sky.
We walk hand in hand watching the ebbing
waves wane our footprints,
The tangerine glow of the fairy lights
sets a perfect ambiance
As we etch our dreamy destiny of togetherness
in the fragile sands of time.
Sadje’s WDYS # 59. What does this picture inspire you to write?
The day ebbs across the vistas
dusk descends in hushed tones
wistful whispers echo into the
somber stillness of the horizon,
tussled thoughts fight for freedom.
Inhaling burning despondent puffs
blowing smoky tendrils of melancholy
in pursuit of that elusive muse
crumbled papers, tainted with failed words,
carpet the floor, with insipid fragments of litter.
The eyes glimpse home bound birds, flap balletic wings
flutter across the grace of silhouetted branches
the beaming orb illuminates the nimbus
awakens the slumbering quill from silence
inks the papyrus with poetic colors.
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